This is a song about "Left"

That was good shit, is there any left

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

Your family is left wondering why

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Your father left you for another

We fuckin' it up this summer

So with your mind left exploded

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Bout time i got my respect

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

I left for one summer,

Took the van, went snatch her

Promises that had us left assured

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

Without the sound of guns

And i'm left for the corrections,